"It's me, auntie." Hear aunt think of her, Lin Kexin happy to send a big hug.
"Oh, I haven't seen you for many years, have you? Ouch, you grew so tall when you were playing with us Qingyun in the courtyard that year. Now we have grown into beautiful girls. No wonder we are getting old quickly. It's really fast. "
With Lin Kexin in her arms, song's mother couldn't help sighing, but she ignored an important point. If it wasn't for song's father who came to remind her, she would be dizzy.
"Stinky boy, when did you get in touch with Kexin? Why don't you bring it home early?"
Song's father's voice made song's mother sober up. She looked at Lin Kexin and her son song Qingyun. She pulled down her face and said, "smelly boy, you're hiding so deeply. I won't care about you today. I'll settle with you later!"
Song Qingyun, who hasn't been looked at by his parents since he entered the door, is full of grievances. Even if he doesn't pay attention to him, he still complains about him. If he is not capable, can he bring this good daughter-in-law back to them?
Seeing that brother Qingyun was denounced, Lin Kexin immediately helped him to speak, pulled song's mother's joking way: "uncle and aunt, this really can't blame brother Qingyun, I told him not to say, we all want to wait until the feeling is stable and then tell the family."
The prospective daughter-in-law has said so. What else can they say? Naturally, they are laughing happily, "good, good. Your feelings are like everything is strong."
"Yes, yes. Don't just stand. Sit down and have some fruit and tea." In fact, song's father seldom talks about it. Today, he is really happy. Can't he say more.
"Uncles and aunts, you sit down, and I'm not an outsider. Don't be busy." Lin Kexin is very sensible to pull song's mother down in the sofa, smile is very sweet. She didn't expect to have such a pleasant meeting today. All her worries were unnecessary.
Song's mother and Kexin are chatting in the living room. Song Qingyun and song's father, however, consciously retreat to the kitchen and begin to prepare for today's lunch.
Song's father is a chef, and his cooking skills are not to be said. Since his family's catering industry has become bigger and bigger, he has focused on management and seldom cooks in person. Even at home, song's mother was busy working, or she gave it to the servants.
Today, he was very happy at home and decided to cook delicious food for Kexin.
Although song Qingyun didn't obey his family's intention to accept the restaurant business, he still had a certain level of influence from childhood. He lived alone outside. Besides having to eat three meals a day in the hospital canteen, he did it himself when he had time and conditions.
As the old saying goes, feed yourself.
Standing on the operating table for a day, he still enjoys the process of cooking. Quiet is also a process of self dialogue, which gives him more opportunities to calm down and enjoy life.
But it's really the first time my father's chef has helped.
The father and son are not in the narrow kitchen. They don't speak and quietly do what they do in their hands. They cooperate with each other very well.
"Kexin is a good girl. You should treat others well, you know?"
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